By now, everyone knows that Grace cries. A lot. And has for most of her life. We have become accustomed to most of her cries, except one.
This is the face she makes every time she sees Scott and I hug, kiss, hold hands, stand near each other. She starts with the scrunched up face, then it leads to tears welling and then big, fat cries of pain. She usually crawls over to us, moaning the whole way, and then raises her arms in the air asking to be picked up.
How dare you two leave me out.
you guys stop that kissin' and a huggin'!!
That is so hilarious!!!
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